Galatians 5:1 (NKJV): 

Stand fast therefore in the liberty by which Christ has made us free, ad do not be entangled again with a yoke of bondage." 

Blow Me a Trumpet" by T.D. Jakes 

This is your day, and this is your Father's world. He created it just for you. You are an heir to the universe. Your only boundaries are your own perceptions of potential. You can reach farther than your fingers and leap higher than your doubt. If you lift your head and raise your hands, the clouds will run away. You are kissed. Didn't you know it? Haven't you realized? That's why you are alive to show it. So show up and show off and show out. It is morning! 

Never lose that little-girl belief in the impossible. The fantasies of the faithful dispel the myths of the frightened. Somebody blow me a trumpet! The races are about to begin, and the daughters of God are all dressed up. They have stripped themselves of the cares of this world. They have washed away the abuse of their childhood. They have demanded their inheritance, nursed their own babies, strengthened themselves, and prepared their feet to run. 

They are sisters of the Cross, survivors of the secrets. They have lain awake trembling and even cried through the night. Some have screamed from bruised lips, assaulted bodies, broken hearts, betrayed trust! But what of the night? That's right, what of it? Haven't you heard? It is morning. Sound the alarm. 

Tell the executive to make room for black pumps and tweed skirts on the elevator. They are moving from the poor house to the White House. Fresh out of fear, God's women are on the move. 

Loosed women? You'd better believe it. They are loosed from the tragedy of a long and dismal night. They are the daughters of Abraham. They are women with a promise. Precious promises are waiting for loosed women who have made themselves ready to take the kingdom by force. No more forbidden fruit for them; they are taking a bite out of life. No more restrictions or inhibitions. Many have been held back by the fear of failure and rejection. Tell the critics the Father says,"Let My daughter go!" Only a foolish person would fight a man for his daughter when it is God the Father he will have to fight.

The trumpet has sounded. You are loosed!